I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

Because of the involvement of professionals like Gu Yunzi, Nie Yunhai's case was closed very quickly.

After signing the warrant, Ximen Qing and Zhu Xiaolian were quickly exonerated. Ximen Qing even helped solve the case and received a letter of commendation from the county magistrate.

I don't know why the county magistrate's handwriting is so delicate and effeminate.

It was nearly midnight when I returned to the familiar Ximen residence.

As he got out of the carriage, Ximen Qing noticed, under the light of the mansion gate, that his father, Ximen Da, didn't look too good. He seemed hesitant and conflicted, with a hint of fear about the future.

Wait a minute, you didn't have this expression outside the county government office just now. You kept saying, "This is my son. My son has the talent to slay demons and monsters!"

"Dad? What happened?"

"Son, tell your father the truth, where did you learn that soul-summoning technique?"

Ximen Da stepped down from the carriage, waved away the servants and attendants around him, and led Ximen Qing to the main hall of his home. He closed the door and asked Ximen Qing a question.

This was the first time Ximen Qing had seen such a serious expression on Ximen Da's face since he had traveled through time.

Alright! I still have to get past my own father!

"Father, if I told you that this was a gift from an immortal in my dream, would you believe me?"

Ximen Qing spoke in a serious tone.

Simon nodded: "I believe you..."

"That's good, saves me the trouble of making up excuses to lie to you."

"Bullshit!"

Simonda curled his lip; how could he not know what kind of person his own son was?

If you say that your son is a master at walking dogs, fighting cocks, and visiting brothels, and that he has the talent to slay demons and monsters, that's just something you say to make your son look good in public!

"If you don't believe me, then wait until I finish making it up before I tell you."

Seeing that Ximen Qing seemed unwilling to be honest, Ximen Da sighed helplessly, "Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't. My son is grown up and has secrets too. However, there's one thing I must tell you the truth about right now!"

"Please speak!"

"It's... that Naked Cult, you know it, right?"

Simonda stammered.

Ximen Qing nodded; he had just heard it from the old Taoist priest Gu Yunzi.

"Is it that sect that originated from the Zhang family? Master Guyunzi said they're all unorthodox sects, using poisonous insects and venomous creatures; it must be an evil sect!"

Ximen Qing carefully considered his words before speaking.

Hearing his son's response, Simon paused, but still revealed everything: "What if... I mean, what if! Most of our family's medicinal herbs are purchased from the Naked Cult? Moreover, your father is the Naked Cult's largest supplier and purchaser, and I have in-depth relationships with many of the elders. Cough cough, even the method of fierce battle that you've always wanted was obtained from the Naked Cult by your father!"

Upon hearing Ximen Da's words, Ximen Qing was stunned for a moment before swallowing hard, raising his head, and asking with difficulty, "Father, you're not joking, are you?"

Suppliers aside, why are you making such a "deep and simple" explanation of the relationship? Let me elaborate on the difference between "deep" and "simple"!

Looking at his father's burly physique, he thought of the old woman Zhang had transformed into after her death.

Ximen Qing felt a surge of admiration for his father—what a ruthless man! Bearing such a heavy burden!

Simon shook his head: "I'm not joking! Although I didn't know that Zhang was a member of the Naked Cult, I do know that there is a Naked Cult stronghold in Guobei County. The potent medicine that Zhang fed Zhang Erlang should have been supplied by our family. So, we are actually considered members of the Naked Cult..."

"Damn! So the villain was me?!"

Ximen Qing stared wide-eyed, sat down on the chair next to him, and took several deep breaths.

So he just cooperated with the righteous faction to kill his own teammate? I've become a traitor?

After a long silence, Ximen Qing asked weakly, "Then... what about that female ghost who tried to kill me?"

Surely this person can't be a teammate too, right?

"I really don't know," Simonda shook his head.

"That's good... good my ass!" Ximen Qing slammed his hand on the table.

The most important thing is the Naked Cult!

He made such a big splash at the county government office today—although the big part was covered up by Daoist Guyun, the rest was enough to keep the county's public opinion buzzing for days.

After all, Ximen Qing embodies a variety of themes, including "prodigal son's return," "scandalous affairs," and "reversal of a murder case," making him almost like a character from a traditional Chinese novel.

So here's the question: with all this attention, will the remnants of the Naked Cult hiding in the county discover that the Ximen family is such a treacherous scoundrel?

Traitors are more hateful than enemies!

What's more, what about the evil faction? Just think about the methods those drug lords used to deal with traitors in my past life!

hiss……

"Not in the short term. Most of the Naked Cult's members live deep in the mountains, and crowded places are not good for their Gu cultivation. However, they have someone come to pick up the goods every month, so our family..."

Simonda glanced at his son, who seemed to have grown up a lot overnight, and spoke.

"Father, don't you have close ties with so many elders? Can't you resolve this matter?"

Ximen Qing harbored a sliver of hope, expecting his father to be the ruthless and opportunistic Lao Ai, the Wheel King.

Unfortunately, Simon looked bitter, and it was clear at a glance that he was one of those who would be transferred.

"So, we only have less than a month left?"

Ximen Qing looked at his father, unwilling to give up, and asked, "Is there any possibility of seeking help from that Taoist temple in Laoshan?"

"There's no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Besides, I know the methods of the Naked Cult; once they've got their eye on you, it's impossible to defend against them!"

Poisonous insects and curses can kill.

always one option fit for you.

Why are unorthodox and shady practices universally condemned? Because terrorist organizations are so despicable! They're impossible to guard against!

"Snapped!"

Ximen Qing slammed his hand on the table.

"Damn it! This won't work, that won't work! Dad! Your son has made up his mind!"

"Hmm?" Simon looked at his domineering son with hope on his face.

Could it be that his son's magic was taught by some powerful figure, and now he's finally going to reveal it?

"Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best! Let's run, Dad!"

Ximen Qing looked sincere.

Guobei County is such a haunted place; not only do you encounter ghosts as soon as you step outside, but it also has too many famous tourist attractions.

Not to mention Lanruo Temple, another Naked Cult has also appeared!

It's definitely a problem with the feng shui!

Ximen Qing isn't really playing a game, why does he have to fight the boss? Can't I just secretly develop my character somewhere else? Once I've saved up a thousand... oh no, ten thousand draws!

Gather all 108 heroes, and I'll raise the banner of "Acting on Behalf of Heaven." When the time comes, all the Heavenly Stars and Earthly Fiends will appear, and we'll make all the righteous and evil factions in the world bear the surname "Ximen."

"run……"

Simonda's dream of his son becoming a dragon was shattered. He gritted his teeth, looked at the empire he had built up over most of his life, and exhaled a sigh of relief: "This is all I can do!"

……

Midnight, under the same full moon.

Lanruo Temple outside the city.

Although it is not a famous temple, it is still quite popular with worshippers.

There is another reason why this place is so popular with worshippers: it is believed that prayers for children here are answered.

You will gain something if you kneel and sit under the big locust tree in the temple for one night.

However, tonight, what lies beneath the tree is clearly not a devout chapel, but a vibrant and sensual hell of lust.

A scantily clad female ghost wandered among female worshippers and young monks, amidst a misty haze.

A black-robed phantom, neither male nor female, sat under the tree, while the bald man opposite him was the dignified abbot of Lanruo Temple, Yuantong.

"You old bald monk, my Qing'er is gone."

The man in black robes spoke, his voice neither male nor female.